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A 3 FOR ALL at the 142 Throckmorton Theatre in Mill Valley, CA

Not sure why it took me four days to post review and commentary on this memorable show. Perhaps writers block or simple tape delay.

It was a pleasure to see 3 FOR ALL in action again. Connecting with the Bay Area improvisation community now reminds me of my early days as a Bay Area visitor and resident. I would often catch a show of the week or other event at BATS Improv with my “original” friend from the Bay Area, the friend who introduced me to many things that are now regular parts of my life. However, that friend has since moved to the Los Angeles area, and I’ve moved on to different focuses in life here, so improv has a certain nostalgia. There is also an undeniable “aww…” yearning feel to it as well. I have always wanted to take one of BATS Improv’s training courses, but, sadly, have yet to find the time and money to officially enroll. I know it is all a matter of perspective and probably could work if I rearranged some things… but it hasn’t happened at this point in time.

3 FOR ALL is a long established improv trio that has been performing since 1996. Rafe Chase and Tim Orr are based in the Bay Area, while Stephen Hearin splits his time between here and Los Angeles.

At the Throckmorton, 3 FOR ALL did not disappoint. It’s interesting that I find it difficult to remember specifics about improv shows, and yet I know that many performers will review their actions and character choices very carefully following their performance. I do know that the 3 FOR ALL trio projects an enviable level of ease and naturalism in their work together and larger stage presence. It was impressive to see how they can continue a storyline that may seem to have nowhere to go. On the other hand, the ensemble, and their lighting designer, will often know when to choose to close a scene.

The creative storytelling was clearly visible in their second act “feature length” scene/skit, Blood on a Pillow – so named by audience voting. We were introduced to a couple (Rafe & Tim) with the wife (Rafe) facing a fatal “nephritis” illness. (The actors used this to indicate nose inflammation; I see upon Googling it that is has a more serious and real life connotation.) Anyway, in the story, the wife wished to adopt a child from the local adoption agency. To complicate matters, the third ensemble member (Stephen) played a dual role of the husband’s old flame and the adoption coordinator, and the adoptee “wild child” who went home with the couple. Complications continued to unravel until the story found an unexpectedly poignant resolution.

The audience in Mill Valley clearly loved what 3 FOR ALL had to offer in this performance, with wide and hearty applause after every act. I certainly appreciated the reminder of improvisation’s value in everyday life. I know it doesn’t have to be (and should not be) just about the laugh – it’s about how it fits into LIFE.

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142 Throckmorton Playwrights Lab

I fulfilled a long-held aspiration tonight, to attend a reading at the 142 Throckmorton Theatre in Mill Valley, where they have a monthly theatrical reading from their Playwright’s Lab group. The event description is here from tonight. It seems silly that I had not been to an earlier reading. Tonight’s incarnation was particularly appealing where it was written by a past “boss”/work supervisor and featured several theatrical friends. Many theatrical friends/acquaintances from this area were in the audience.

Milagro (Show #16) took a multi-layered look at contemporary relationships in an offbeat setting. I enjoyed the staged reading format, where the setting and surroundings were left up to my imagination. The story centered around three couples (two gay – of opposite genders, and one straight) and how they all converged at a rustic resort in Mexico. It seemed that the play was rooted in the contemporary Bay Area, with plot threads about HIV testing, multiculturalism, and cross country relationships. The convergence was effectively drawn together in the second act after dropping hints about it in the first act. I also appreciated how one character’s motives were turned on their head following a surprise switch-revelation in the middle of the first act. I enjoyed seeing local actor Dan Hoyle, who has become well known for his solo work at The Marsh in San Francisco, shine in two contrasting supporting roles – he was not initially advertised as part of the reading cast. My past show colleagues Danielle Thys and Julia McNeal showed a thoughtful chemistry as the lesbian couple. They were capably supported by the other actors, with Marin local Jack Powell holding down a central role as the resort owner.

I did notice how the many story threads seemed to tie back together in a rush, which may be a common problem in a longer narrative. It will be interesting to observe how this play develops in the future, as this was not a finalized version. Unfortunately, I was unable to stay for the post-show talkback, where Brad and the actors welcomed questions or discussion about the piece. I am sure that various advice was likely (hopefully!) noted with an open mind.

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Climbing to the Highest Level of the PlayGround

I returned to PlayGround again tonight for their season finale of Monday night readings and my 15th show of this year. I’m never disappointed going to see their work and was pleased that tonight’s pacing seemed more leisurely than last month, at least to me. I was genuinely surprised to look at the clock by the end of the show and find that it was the same 90 minute time frame. I’m sure that the length of the performance is actually very carefully planned in advance.

Several local theatre friends were behind the scenes or onstage tonight as actor or director, respectively. My good friends Molly Noble and Ken Sonkin had the two closing plays of the night, and they were definitely among the strongest of the evening. Hard to single out one piece, where they seemed to build on each other. I did feel that the evening’s “Vaudeville” theme was inconsistent, although present in more of a recurring fashion – it seemed that the topic weaved its way in and out of focus in an alternating way through the plays.

Ken’s piece, Can You Tame Wild Wom!n? by Mandy Hodge Rizvi, was an especially canny way to end the evening. Seven women came out onstage and spoofed both the circus and the theatre as the plot unfolded with many subtle twists, turns and elements of physical comedy. Local actress Gwen Loeb, whom I previously saw in a highly memorable 2009 production, worked the audience with a wink in the lead role.

The versatility of local actors is often highly evident in the PlayGround evenings. My friend Cathleen RIddley, whom I first worked with on my first Bay Area production, got to embrace the drama in Brothas Don’t Dance by Philana Omorotionmwan, directed by Molly Noble, a piece that took almost a socio-dramatic look at modern life and physical hardships. Earlier in the evening, local actress Jessica Lynn Carroll seemed to be a totally different person in Mirror to Face by Leah Halper, directed by Katja Rivera, from when I saw her in Boeing Boeing just a few weeks ago.

I could go on, and maybe I will at another time, but for now I will keep it simple: PlayGround is tops!

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Detective Story at the College of Marin, March 5 performance

For my 12th show of this year, I stayed in my backyard to attend the College of Marin’s production of DETECTIVE STORY. I highly enjoy supporting COM’s drama department, and feel like a member of their extended community, where I know several faculty members and current students. This production was unusual in that a higher number of local actors (older) were in the cast than student actors. Not to mention the fact that it’s a HUGE cast of at least 30 people. The director, local legend Jim Dunn, is known for his attention to detail, and likely chose to keep it authentic with the individual portrayals.

On a personal level, I was amused to notice that the play is set on August 9, 1949, exactly one year before my maternal grandparents got married on that same date, and the day that my paternal grandfather turned 30. Part of the fun of attending productions at COM, and its neighbor, the Ross Valley Players, is the “local” nature of the audience members. It’s true that they are mostly on the elder side. This also means that conversations are easily overheard, while being highly articulate and specific.

This play took a socially realistic look at police politics in the New York City of its time. The suitably sprawling plot told several story lines at once. One of the things I most appreciated about the experience was the ability to look in on those different scenes at the same time. The set spread out over COM’s wide mainstage theatre, looking at three different rooms in the police station plus the main doorway into the station. Careful blocking choices ensured that at least one actor always had the center of the audience attention and was ably supported by other performers.

I’m not sure I could explain the whole plot here in this entry. It was apparent how the focus gradually narrowed down to the main character, Detective MacLeod, and the challenges in his life at the moment of the story. The stakes gradually rose, over three acts, to a not entirely surprising but nonetheless well played conclusion.

The story was evocatively told, with minimal music cues that were appropriately noirish when they were there, a light black and white style color palette of costumes, and subtle lighting cues moving around the different segments of the set.

COM truly shows the value of theatre relating to the larger community in their aesthetics. I am impressed by their consistent attention to quality, detail and artistic integrity. At one point, the school claimed that they have the highest transfer rate to Julliard in the nation. I’m not sure if they still do, but their care and excitement still shines in their work.

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Reality Intervenes

My “Big Plans” for this blog to be a regular chronicle of dramatic criticism and theatregoing have had to take a back seat for the moment as I adjust to a new apartment and an intense grad school work schedule. The expense of theatre tickets has also played a part as I return to primarily seeing shows that I can get comped or significantly discounted tickets for. I do hope to have things back on a regular or more consistent schedule by the end of this month.

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December 3 Reverb 10 ~ A Moment

Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year. Describe it in vivid detail (texture, smells, voices, noises, colors). (Author: Ali Edwards)

(I’m choosing this over the third Blog Challenge question, which was What’s an article that you read that blew you away? That you shared with all your friends. That you Delicious’d and reference throughout the year. as I have read far too many articles for grad school this year.)

I’m going to have to go with the first time I walked across the full length of the Golden Gate Bridge, on around February 4/sometime in early February. This later became a semi-routine for me over the summer, and concluded (for now) with a sunset walk from SF to Marin in mid September. Unfortunately, the bridge will be undergoing structural renovations next spring, meaning that it will not be possible to walk the full length of the pedestrian sidewalk from March until possibly midsummer.

Nonetheless, that first trek across was spontaneous and stupendous. I had walked 3/4 of the bridge once before, when my mom was visiting soon after I moved to the Bay Area. However, we had turned around at the Marin County line and did not go all the way to the Vista Point in Sausalito. This time, I had recently discovered a working bus stop for Golden Gate Transit existed on the other side of the bridge, and I carefully coordinated my walk to match the bus schedule and then board it for the ride back to my apartment. There was an element of jubilation in my walking across the bridge – I was finally doing something I had wanted to do for a while, and often felt like I ignored the sidewalk and stayed in the car.

The brisk breeze coming in from the Pacific was extremely appealing, sailing across into San Francisco Bay. I noticed a lot of noise coming from the six lanes of cars crossing the bridge, with their loud engines maintaining an average 50 MPH speed. There were snippets of tourist conversations as I pressed on northward towards the Marin line. The sky was bright blue in that appealing Bay Area style, which complemented the bridge’s distinct International Orange tones of paint.

The experience of walking the bridge, that first time, was an initiation into a period of zestful physical activity for me that continued throughout the summer months. I didn’t go on any elaborate hikes or hardcore backpacking trips, but I did take pleasure in the things I did, physically, whether it was working with a Rolfer for physical wellbeing, walking extensively around Marin and choosing to participate in a non car centric lifestyle, and even swimming in the Pacific, briefly, as it’s a cold ocean, twice over the summer.

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Possible Redirection and Catching Up

I became aware of an new “end of year” blogging challenge entitled Reverb10 today. Not sure if I’ll switch over to their prompts, which seem to be more based around questions than memories. However, I will probably continue to monitor their site to see if the questions interest me and thus pick and choose between prompts.

I’ve also shifted gears today to a new temporary home base in San Francisco, enabling me to CATCH UP on the prompts pr entries due from the last few days. I’ll be very interested to see how this stint of City Living goes, and how it feels to me, as I’ve spent 2.25 years living in the Bay Area, but this will be my first extended stint of living in SF proper. I call it “dancing around San Francisco” – and wonder how much I will miss my Marin routine during this week. I’m sure time will tell, and I’m glad to have this sampler to give a feel for the City and me.

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Best Trip in 2010

The first question of the blog challenge.

WHAT WAS YOUR BEST TRIP IN 2010?

Hmm….

I didn’t travel much in 2010. In fact, I stayed more tightly local in 2010 than perhaps any other year of recent years, or ever. For example, I went just over six months between visits to Sonoma County, my northern neighbor (about 20 miles away) between April and October. I did make a point to go back up there again quickly in November, though only to Petaluma, the closest town to Marin County. Similarly, I visited Pacifica, a coastal town just south of San Francisco, as part of a school field trip in April, but did not go there again until November 1. This is in contrast to my connection to both those places in 2009: I went to Sonoma at least once a month, and i visited Pacifica several times over the course of the year, often passing through on the way to a more distant locale (from Marin) such as Half Moon Bay or Monterey.

But what was my most memorable trip in 2010? The answer seems very easy, though somewhat predictable… the Family Reunion trip to Martha’s Vineyard in August.

The Vineyard trip was part of a larger East Coast/homeland summer vacation. Nonetheless, there was something special, almost timeless, about being back on the Island. I have referenced the experience multiple times this fall in conversation and personal reflection. It was the longest amount of time I’d spent on the island since 1999. The trip was arranged by special circumstances: my grandparents celebrated 60 years of marriage on August 9. Six days later, my grandmother had a birthday, and since my grandfather’s birthday followed soon after in September, the day became a joint birthday party. Those family elements ultimately became just one piece of a larger jigsaw puzzle or collage of island adventures.

I reconnected with places that have a warm spot in my heart but not much relevance to my modern life, such as Edgartown and West Chop. I made peace with certain elements of those places and where/what they are now in relation to my memories of them … specifically, walking by my father’s family’s homestead, which was torn down shortly after he sold it in 1999 and rebuilt as a very large house. This was the first time in several years that i had visited the site, and the first time I could look at it with an open mind and without a sense of regret. I looked at the summer tourists with some bemusement and appreciation. I checked in at several local businesses, including my favorite local bookstore Bunch of Grapes and favorite lunch counter place, the Menemsha Galley.

We navigated the high flying summer social/event scene with ease. For a few nights, I felt like I’d mastered the experience of enjoying pricey events for no cost at all. Over several memorable summer evenings, family members and I experienced Livingston Taylor and friends reading music and literature, joined a kirtan practice under a full moon in Chilmark, enjoyed Opening Night of Eat Pray Love at the Island Theatre in Oak Bluffs (first visit to that charmingly quaint single screen cinema since 1999), attended an Arts District stroll in Oak Bluffs, dived into the Built on Stilts dance festival in Oak Bluffs, and, as the climax, attended an acoustic evening performance by MV musical son Ben Taylor and several of his talented family (Sally, Kate) and friends (John Forte) at the sonically perfect Old Whaling Church in Edgartown. Of course, his mom, Carly, chose to perform at the later in the summer concert at the former Hot Tin Roof, but her absence from our show did not significantly detract from my positive impression.

In retrospect, this Vineyard trip was a perfect alignment of family and friends at an ideal time. I took a breather between the first and second years of grad school, and a change of geographical pace from my California centric life of the past few years. I came home again to a beautiful island that has changed somewhat from my youth, but retains a magical aura of possibility and community. I made the most of a fixed length experience, only being on Island for a set length of time, making every moment count and strongly stand out in my memory.

Martha's Vineyard

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